Olivia didn't answer his question but bent down and picked up a baseball bat from the ground. She then walked up to the man who had been leading the group earlier, tapped him on the shoulder with the bat, and chuckled lightly. "Did the Anderson family send you?"
"Please spare me, Miss! We're just doing our job! It was Brock who sent us here. It has nothing to do with us!" Olivia raised an eyebrow. So, it seemed she hadn't wrongly accused anyone.
The men on the ground knew they had kicked an iron plate and repeatedly begged for mercy. Olivia clicked her tongue lightly. "Can't even take a hit. Useless."
William, who was next to them, frowned slightly when he heard this. "I'm strong." He meant that he was very useful, and he could take a hit. Olivia glanced at him and, unusually, didn't re
